A Chance of Breath. A Severus Snape Fanfiction (Stopped)

Chapter 11: The Redhead's Questions

Snape gently set Hermione down on the floor as he did up his trousers. He reached over and did up her shirt for her when he was done, while she straightened her skirt. Pulling out her wand, Hermione cleaned her legs and the floor, her hand didn't need worrying about and she smirked at Snape, who had the same thought running through his mind. When both of their clothes were straight, Hermione leant up and ran her hands through Snape's hair to remove the loops that she had created whilst she had been pinned to the wall.

Even after she had returned his hair to normal, her hands remained around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off the floor in an embrace.

"Professor! Put me down!" She said, laughing. Snape did as she asked and frowned at her.

"Miss Granger, you are marrying me. I think it is high time you address me as Severus."

Hermione smiled at this, leaning up to kiss him once more, meaning for it only to be a quick kiss, but got slightly lost in the moment as she deepened it. When she finally pulled away, blushing and slightly breathless, she grinned up at him.

"Only if you stop calling me Miss Granger. As I am marrying you, my name is Hermione." Snape smiled gently, his hands resting on Hermione's​ hips. He surprised her by kissing her forehead, before he turned and began to lead her back the way they had come.

"Severus?" She asked, testing the name on her tongue and was shocked to find it lift the pain in her chest. Severus closed his eyes for a moment as she said his name. It sounded so right coming from her.

"Hmm." He replied.

"Do we, well. Will I still have to address you as Professor in class?" She asked shyly, and Snape looked down at her as they walked.

"It may be best. For you are, at the end of the day still a student. And around the others I shall have to treat you as such. It also may make other students uncomfortable to have one of their peers address their teacher by their first name. In class at least. When I am not teaching you. It probably wouldn't matter." Hermione nodded at this, skipping slightly ahead of Snape. Causing the Wizard to turn his head at her questioningly as she spun in circles ahead of him. "Must you make a habit of looking fresh out of St' Mungo's Miss Granger?" He asked, smirking, and she tuned on her heel to face him, her hands resting on her hips, her chin raised slightly.

"Must you make a habit of constantly calling me Miss Granger?" She snapped in response, and the Wizard stopped in lightly masked shock at her lightning-fast reaction. He shrugged apologetically as he continued to walk towards her again.

"Old habits Die Hard I guess." He said as he reached her, looking down at her defiant pose with dark eyes.

"Indeed." She replied, before sadness flashed over her features for just the fraction of a second.

"What?" Snape asked, causing her to smile up at him brightly, resting a hand on his arm.

"Nothing. Come on, let's go." she said, turning around and sprinting down the hallway, leaving a slightly confused Wizard, left to trail slowly along in her wake.

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The pair walked into Severus's Chambers, where he immediately sent a Patronus to the Headmistress. Hermione sat on one of the sofas in his room and smiled up at Snape.

"What?" He asked her, catching her eye as he made tea.

"Nothing." She replied, getting up to walk over to him. As she reached him, he turned around and leant against the kitchen cabinet.

"What do you think McGonagall will say?" She asked, biting her lip, her eyes finding the floor. Snape frowned, lifting her chin with his hand and freeing her lip. A thrill ran through her spine at the brief contact.